*There is no firestorm without a spark, no ocean without a raindrop*
(Frontma comes through again, thank you)
(Yes, this tale is supposed to be somewhat humorous and outrageous too. While not always comedic, I'd like to think it is mostly a good-natured romp.)
THE FIRST GAME
The first soccer game of the season was against Braydon College in Maryland. They were a very exclusive private co-ed college but were large enough to have both a women's and men's team. Today was Christina's second match-up against Braydon. Last year they had beaten her and she was holding a grudge, or so the scuttlebutt said.
As the half-time break rolled around, the teams had managed a 1-1 tie. Three Braydon players in their black shirts and burgundy shorts crossed the field and were intercepted by Christina, in white and gold, on the sidelines. A brief discussion ensued, then Christina looked over her shoulder and up into the stands close to where I was sitting with Rio. Iona was at my dorm...taking care of things.
Faith came up the stands to me with a quizzical look and motioned me to come with her.
"What's up, Faith?" I asked, as I stood up and followed her to the field. Rio followed along.
"Some of the Braydon players wanted to see you," Faith explained. "Who do you know at Braydon?"
"Not a clue," I shrugged. "I'd never even heard of the place until I saw the team's schedule." As we walked up, several more FFU players had gathered around the Braydon trio.
"I am Kinu Yamada, Captain of the Braydon Women's Soccer team and Kappa Sigma President," the leader turned and greeted me. "You...look better in other attire."
"They field test this stuff to be the ultimate in female repellent," I grinned, referring to my school uniform. "Now, is there something I can do for you? I'm afraid I don't know who you are."
"Well, Braydon's Kappa Sigmas are in a contest with several other houses for that Spring Break weekend with you and I wanted to see what we were getting into," Kinu grinned.
"Weekend?" Christina and I said simultaneously. "I recall the original offer being one night and Brianna Kincaid of Colorado State being the one I was pledged to," I added.
"We decided to up the ante for the purpose of a contest," Kinu stated.
"What contest, Ms. Yamada?" Christina inquired with a guarded tone.
"The House with the best GPA and athletic record gets to send three sisters to share the weekend with Zane Braxton," Kinu explained.
"He agreed to this?" Christina questioned.
"He did not," I corrected. "Unless Briana releases me from my obligation, I can't do any of that stuff. She is the one I'm indebted to."
"She has done so for the sake of her sisterhood," Kinu informed me. "Are you still up for the challenge?"
"I'll do it for the sake of Lancaster's Kappa Sigma House, but I'll leave the final decision up to Christina, leader of our faction here at Freedom Fellowship," I declared.
Christina appeared to think it over a bit before finally nodding her head.
"FFU owes Tawny Flores and the rest of the local house a debt and if Zane is willing to pay it off for us, we'll support your contest and his decision – though it will take place at FFU's Spring Break location."
"I'll let everyone know," Kinu grinned before turning and crossing back to their side of the field.
"Christina, where is our Spring Break location?" I whispered to her.
"I haven't a clue, Zane. Christian school girls don't do Spring Break," she replied. "I'll come up with something." I wished her luck and headed up into the stands.
"Barely a B-cup, but did you catch the ass on that sweet slice of Asian cuisine?" Rio panted.
"I wouldn't know; those were the most intense brown eyes I've ever seen. That's a woman who knows what she wants and will cut a bloody swath to get it," I observed.
"So, you didn't notice her breast size?" Rio teased.
"I didn't say that – she's a 32 B, but she has large areoles and nipples as thick as my pinkie," I told her.
"How do you know that shit?" Rio gawked.
"Mom took me lingerie shopping when I was younger and I picked up on how the saleswomen did their jobs," I replied.
"Your Mom took you lingerie shopping? My Mom could barely tell me how to use a tampon," Rio griped.
"Mom told me that the only thing worse than buying a woman lingerie for her birthday was buying it in the wrong size," I related. "You buy those things on your birthday for your lady to look sexy in, for you to enjoy."
"Your Mom sounds pretty neat," Rio mused.
"Mom had a way of tricking you into thinking she was your friend, not your Mother, then she'd sneak this lesson in on you; like lingerie shopping, or not getting a pet you couldn't devote the time to," I told her. "She'd have loved you."
"Hardy – har – har," Rio snorted.
"Seriously, you're similar enough to have gotten along, but not so much that it would be creepy," I explained. "She didn't take crap from anyone; not my Dad, my Granddad, or even her old man. She'd never abandon a friend either."
"I'm not like that, Zane," Rio muttered sadly.
"If you've left someone, it was because they weren't your friend, Rio," I assured her.
"You are such an idiot," she grumbled, but she did put her hand in mine. "Let's fuck tonight."
"Nope; we promised Jill we wouldn't, and besides, next time I nail you I want you on all fours, with me pounding your cunt raw while yanking your head back with a big handful of your hair," I envisioned for us. "Would you like that?"
"Damn straight," Rio licked her lips.
"Well, tough, next time we get together I'm going to make long, passionate love to you," I grinned.
"I prefer option A," she prodded me.
"I know, but that's only because you've never had option B," I countered.
"Zane, sometimes a girl wants to be treated like a cheap slut," Rio instructed.
"Has someone ever spent a whole night devoted to nothing less than having sex with you?" I asked.
